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watching you mix up the paint... brush away |
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the questions now... ask another fovor of who ever. |
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you say it's failure not contempt that makes an |
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honest fool of you... l think I'll use a lighter blue... |
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there's a reason for that but I don't want to talk |
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much about it... isn't that the funniest thing. I think |
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about it all the time but I don't want to talk much |
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about it. Ok, Ok, anything you say. |
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striking up another match... put it to the candle there |
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reading them old valentines. Trucks are going in |
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and out of that big garage all night... I wonder why you |
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turned on me as if I was a one way street but I don't |
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want to talk much about it... l think about it |
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some of the time but... |
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playing checkers friday night... all your brother's |
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friends are drunk...opinions they get funny too. |
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I'm thinking of the things you said, looking at the |
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bottles there... "no deposit, no return"...empty or full, it |
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seems... |
